Thursday, April 28, 2005

"Throw Me the Idol, I Throw You the Whip."

Once upon a grad school requirement, I took a class on Poetry in Theory and Practice. I had previously taken a graduate poetry workshop, but had not yet developed the curiosity I would need to read and write poems on a regular basis. And so I consigned the anthology used in the theory class—POSTMODERN AMERICAN POETRY edited by Paul Hoover—to a box in my basement, only to unearth it eight years later (yesterday).

Object of my next expedition? A copy of Aristotle's POETICS.

2 comments:

Graham Powell said...

"A friend of yours, senor?"

"A competitor. He was good. He was very, very good."

Dave White said...

Wow, Graham. You're the first person I know who's out quoted me in Raiders of the Lost Ark. I actually had to sit and think of there that scene was from.

"Go ahead Dr. Jones, blow it up! Blow it back to God."